Well it's a new year. There is not really anything new to me except I've moved 200 miles from home. I am trying to move past the pain of a 41 yr. marriage ending in divorce. I'm frightened at the thought of starting over, and wondering how I'm going to make ends meet. Right now, I'm working on a business plan for a catering business that caters to two-four people at a time in their home or whatever romantic place they choose. It's called Two You, With Love. My other choices were Party of Two and Table For Two. In the mean time I'm cleaning houses and taking care of my horses. I haven't ridden for awhile. They are both still spooky about their new home.
I've started back on my food and exercise plan and know that I will achieve my goals.
The hardest part is the loneliness. Especially at night. And I just have a hard time doing things and going places by myself. It is just awkward. I know that I will get through this, it's just I don't know when. Maybe it's like getting older one day you were 16 and then you turn around and you're 58 and you wonder when did THAT happen.